The Dance (Dunbar)

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         THE DANCE

Heel and toe, heel and toe,
  That is the song we sing;
Turn to your partner and curtsey low,
  Balance and forward and swing.
Corners are draughty and meadows are white,
This is the game for a winter's night.

Hands around, hands around,
  Trip it, and not too slow;
Clear is the fiddle and sweet its sound,
  Keep the girls' cheeks aglow.
Still let your movements be dainty and light,
This is the game for a winter's night.

Back to back, back to back,
  Turn to your place again;
Never let lightness nor nimbleness lack,
  Either in maidens or men.
Time hasteth ever, beware of its flight,
Oh, what a game for a winter's night!

Slower now, slower now,
  Softer the music sighs;
Look, there are beads on your partner's brow
  Though there be light in her eyes.
Lead her away and her grace requite,
So goes the game on a winter's night.

This work was published before January 1, 1924, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.